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blew out from under the bed:

Anything growing is going to "break". Seeds break through the ground and open with their first leaf, a chrysallis has to break open for it's butterfly, clouds break open for rain. Change is not static and it's tumultous, and even battering sometimes, but it's nothing you can't handle you want for yourself. You aren't your past nearly as much as you are your present or future...they just whisper in their nascency. At the very least give those whispers of hope the same credence you give all the louder, more ruthless rants from your past.

Broken, honey, implies that it can't be fixed. You and I both know that as long as we all have each other, it can all be fixed. And changed. And made better than it was before. You know what I'm talking about. Keep reaching. Keep walking. When you hit a wall, find those who value you and ask them to help you find the way.

And remember always...all things that are worth it take their own sweet time.

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This is a blog by a woman in her 50's who is finally on the crooked path to find who she truly is.
Married at 19 and divorced at 53. I am going to unearth the artist, the cynic, the free spirit that has been long buried. Or die trying.
I've left Bethlehem
and I feel free...
I've left the girl I was supposed to be
and some day I'll be born.
~Paula Cole